[3]: [ Partially Accidental Video]

[boomba]

[Video clicks on, tilted but focused mostly on Sam who's walking down the street near some shops. She glances over her shoulder.]

What are you doing, Mursa?

[from behind the comm] Testing it. I might actually want to record some of these lessons of yours.

[Sam groans loudly, crossing her arms over her chest as she walks.] You're horrible! You know that? Horrible! Just because I agreed to it doesn't mean you have to... record my humiliation!

Says the girl who claims to single-handedly win fights against people twice her size. I really don't think you're going to do... as... badly... Sam?

[Sam has stopped, turned and staring in to a store front window. Her expression is surprisingly neutral for once, and she doesn't respond.]

Sam?

[Mursa shifts the video to the store front for just a second, the sight catching a glimpse of what looks like dance gear, namely tap shoes and ballerina slippers, but it shifts back just as quickly because Sam is already walking away.]

... that was weird...

[click]

Comments

[dontspeakofit.livejournal.com]

Giant rubber...-- I don't even want to know. Spencer, do you know if she's ever done something like that before?

[ourspencer.livejournal.com]

I'd tell you but I'm pretty sure that qualifies as something she'd have to kill me for.

Oh like she'd do that.

You're right, she loves my sister too much, but she would maim me without much thought.

[dontspeakofit.livejournal.com]

... I can see it. But I'd still like to know. I am her partner after all.